Let me be warm, let me be fully fed,
Luxurious love by wealth is nourished.
Let me be lean, and cold, and once grown poor,
I shall dislike what once I lov'd before.
Love Killed By Lack.
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: poor, wealth, cold, warm, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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